WHAT DO YALL THINK?????!!!!!
I'm writing this story for a competition and I want to know what you think.
Running . It’s all I can remember. Running from my friends, my family, my life. Things were cool before. Hard like any others life, but cool. That was before everything changed. That was before he chose me.
The year was 1888. I’d just come back from the market and was on my way home. I turned into a dark alley. There was something sinister in the air. You know how , when you think there is someone watching you, but you know that you can’t be right. I looked behind me. All that was there was some washing blowing in the wind.
‘Meet you there then! ’said my friend Margaret. ‘At The Bishop, on Waler Street’ That night was challenge night. You had to drink 15 pints of cider in 5 minutes. There was a £10 prize, but no one had ever done it. Every week there were takers. Everyone needed the extra money. We always went, me and Margaret. It was like a little ritual of ours. We went our separate ways exited about our evening.
The year was 1888. I’d just come back from the market and was on my way home. I turned into a dark alley. There was something sinister in the air. You know how , when you think there is someone watching you, but you know that you can’t be right. I looked behind me. All that was there was some washing blowing in the wind.
‘Meet you there then! ’said my friend Margaret. ‘At The Bishop, on Waler Street’ That night was challenge night. You had to drink 15 pints of cider in 5 minutes. There was a £10 prize, but no one had ever done it. Every week there were takers. Everyone needed the extra money. We always went, me and Margaret. It was like a little ritual of ours. We went our separate ways exited about our evening.
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this has to be in school soon or my teacher will devour my soul....